We might as well be lovers on the sun Let's light it up, let's light it up Until our hearts catch fire And show the world, a burning light They've never shined so bright We're burning up We'll find a way, we'll find a way To keep the cold night From

We gonna let it burn burn burn burn When the lights turned down, they don't know what they heard Strike the match, play it loud, giving love to the world We'll be raising our hands, shining up to the sky 'Cause we got the fire, fire, fire, yeah we got

Youngbloods young hearts alike Let the fires burn inside your eyes We won't give up these memories We won't go near those cemeteries Youngbloods run free forever Forget the death that's ever nearer This life is for the keeping Youngbloods, youngbloods,

Destroyer of the universe See me rise, the mighty Surt Bringer of flames and endless hurt Scorcher of men and earth I rise up from muspelheim My fury is sublime The sword I bring burns violently With wild and lethal flames I march against the asagods

We're gonna crash We're gonna burn Flying on a suicide bomber Let me break it down While you're racking up your brain And never only rain Nightmares come as they go Recurring as they show The movie I've seen

Oh baby, baby Show me, how you want it to be Tell me baby 'Cause I need to know now what we've got Hit me baby one more time How was I supposed to know That something wasn't right here I shouldn't have let you go

We're building it up We can't wait To burn it to the ground And you were there at the turn To break it back down To burn it down And fan the flames As your blazes burn Waiting to let me know

We gonna let it burn burn burn burn When the lights turned down, they don't know what they heard Strike the match, play it loud, giving love to the world We'll be raising our hands, shining up to the sky 'Cause we got the fire, fire, fire, yeah we got

Keep moving on Let the engines roll It's time to burn it down Face your fear Accept your war Keep bleeding on 'til the day you die Forever love it loud, Hellfire, doom

This is how we roll We hanging round singing out everything on the radio We light it up with our hands up Yeah this is how we roll And this is how we do We're burning down the night shooting bullets at the moon baby The mix tape's got a little Hank,